That time with my girlfriend's sister

My girlfriend's sister and I are quite close. Sometimes when she comes to our place to chat, we often have physical contact, like holding hands or patting each other's heads. Once, I jokingly put my arm around her waist, and my girlfriend didn't seem to mind.

Another time, her bra strap came undone, and I helped her fix it without any awkwardness. Although she and my girlfriend look somewhat alike, their personalities are very different.

My girlfriend is more mature and stable (although she's quite promiscuous in bed), while she loves to dress up and speaks in a high-pitched, coquettish voice. I once accidentally discovered her blog, which had selfies on it. In one photo, she was deliberately posing provocatively, wearing a tight skirt that almost exposed her breasts, revealing a bit of cleavage. That time, I couldn't resist and, in a very stimulating situation, I ejaculated. But she already has a boyfriend. Before that, I often fantasized about sleeping with her.

My girlfriend and I have been having sex for several years, and we've been trying different ways of making love, such as role-playing and even "rape." My originally conservative girlfriend has been "trained" to become more and more like a mature, seductive woman. Until recently, we openly discussed our sexual fantasies during sex. She said she imagined seducing former male classmates, even high school boys, while I only mentioned a few female friends, hesitant to mention her sister.

Later, we talked about the possibility of a threesome or with another couple, but neither of us dared to actually do it because we weren't bold enough or confident enough.

However, I never expected my sexual fantasy to come true last month. It happened like this: it was raining heavily, and one day, the weather was like that too. My girlfriend was at work, and her sister needed to come to my house, so I rode my bike to the station to pick her up.

Because of the heavy rain, she was only wearing a light raincoat and was soaked by the time we got home. She was wearing a light-colored spaghetti strap top, a mini-skirt, and fishnet stockings, which I thought was already very sexy, but because her top was wet, her black bra was faintly visible.

As soon as I saw it, I couldn't help but get excited. Actually, this was a great opportunity, so my mind started racing, and my heart was pounding. But I also hesitated, feeling guilty towards my girlfriend.

Afterwards, we chatted casually for a while. Seeing that she wasn't in a hurry to leave, I boldly suggested that she change her wet clothes first. I said, "You can wear your sister's," and she agreed. So, I went with her to the closet and helped her get some clothes.

At that moment, I took the opportunity to talk to her about the differences between her clothes and her sister's.

Although I felt guilty, because my penis was really swollen, hot, and itchy, I took the opportunity to grab several sets of my girlfriend's clothes and deliberately draped them over my sister to see if they looked good. Then I talked about how good her figure was and how it compared to my girlfriend's.

At this point, she seemed to sense that the atmosphere had changed a bit, and we became a little awkward. But my hands were still moving the clothes around on her, and she continued to talk to me about her figure.

So we got bolder and bolder in our conversation. When I said, "Your sister's nipples are very dark, and there are even a few hairs on them," she laughed in a cute, coquettish voice. She continued, "Mine are probably better than hers, but I won't show them to you."

At that moment, I knew the time was right, so I said, "I haven't seen your nipples, but I've seen most of your breasts." She was surprised and asked me why. Actually, what I was thinking about at that moment was the photos on her blog. Not long before that, her selfies seemed to be getting bolder and bolder. Some of them were just her bra, or showing her thong.

At that moment, all I could think about were her fair breasts in those photos. After I told her about the photos on her blog, she blushed.

I started to press, saying, "Do you think it's exciting to post those photos?" She was embarrassed but still nodded. I asked again, "Is it because you can fantasize about being seen by others?"

I added jokingly, "Or being fucked by others?" She didn't answer, and her expression seemed to freeze. To avoid messing things up, I immediately said, "Actually, your sister fantasizes about it in bed too." She chuckled.

I probably already knew she was struggling with whether or not to let it happen. Seeing her slightly dazed expression and flushed cheeks, I knew she wanted it, and I guessed she was probably wet. I continued talking to her about her selfies, not directly attacking her body, wanting to fuel her desire first. Then I started suggesting what she should wear to look sexy, so I took out the outfits my girlfriend wore during sex. She hesitated a bit, too embarrassed to choose sets like nurse or maid outfits, only picking out a pair of stockings and starting to put them on.

This way, she wouldn't have to take her clothes off. After she was dressed, I was completely overwhelmed.

A spaghetti-strap tank top, a short skirt revealing her entire thigh, and stockings, the straps peeking out because the skirt was so short. We looked at each other, stunned for a moment. Then I suddenly hugged her, and we started kissing each other passionately.

She took off all my clothes, and I lifted her top, revealing her breasts beneath her black lace bra, and began to suckle. I confessed to her that I had fantasized about this moment for a long time, and she said she had fantasized about it once too.

With her increasingly labored breathing, she teasingly asked, "Are my breasts bigger than your sister's?" The two sisters were very similar; my girlfriend was a 33C, so I said, "About the same, but yours are whiter and more tender." She was excited. We climbed into bed; I lay down, and she lay on top of me, swaying her breasts against my face. Then, she spread her legs, her short skirt open, and began to rub her genitals against my penis.

At that moment, I reached an unprecedented level of stimulation; the feeling was indescribable. A body that looked like my girlfriend, yet was a different woman's body. I flipped her over and pressed her onto the bed, spreading her stockinged legs with my hands, saying, "Let me see who's tighter, you or your sister." Then I immediately penetrated

her. She was the fourth woman I had slept with; indeed, every woman's body felt different. Her vagina was slippery and elastic, while my girlfriend's was tighter. Comparatively, the older sister was better suited for slow, deliberate enjoyment, while the younger sister could be wildly and wantonly thrusting. After we started thrusting, she started moaning loudly, her voice quite seductive, somewhat like the old AV actress Ozawa Madoka.

We tried several positions and said some lewd things. I called her a slutty bitch, and she immediately sat up, sucking my penis while saying, "Watch out, I'll eat you up!" After a while of oral sex, I grabbed her hair, jokingly pinning her to the bed, picked up the camera I'd placed beside me, and said, "If you dare eat me, I'll publish your nude photos!" The

shutter clicked, capturing her disheveled state, her breasts exposed, her short skirt revealing a wet vulva beneath her stockinged legs.

She screamed, snatched the camera, and giggled at the photo. I said, "Let's put the photos online."

I knew that women were more likely to agree to post such photos online when they were sexually aroused. That's how I'd persuaded my girlfriend to take nude photos before. She glanced at me and said, "Okay, what's the prize?"

I said, "I'll fuck you until you're ecstatic." So I grabbed the camera back and pulled her to the computer.

While waiting for the computer to boot up and log in, we continued kissing, and then I teased her labia with my penis, deliberately not penetrating her. Next, she updated her photo album, uploading that slutty picture from earlier.

We looked at the photos on the website and started fucking wildly again.

Afterwards, we went back to the bed from the computer desk, and besides thrusting, we also did 69, deliberately standing by the window and showing a little skin, etc. Looking back now, it was really crazy, and we had so much fun; that must have felt like sex paradise.

She seemed to have orgasmed twice. At the end, she kept screaming that she wanted to blowjob, but unfortunately, she couldn't. In a moment of impulse, I also wanted to ejaculate inside her, but I restrained myself and pulled out, ejaculating on her navel and playing around with her for over an hour. After we finished, I hugged her, my mind blank.

After a few minutes of silence, she said, "How could this happen?" She changed her clothes and left, deleting the lewd photo from the internet before she left.

We met a few more times afterward, but it was always a bit awkward. Occasionally, on nights when our desire was high, I would message her, "I miss that afternoon." She would just give me a shy look and say, "Let's do it another time."

Now I really want to have sex with her again. After that, I tried to suggest a threesome or partner swapping to my girlfriend, but I kept the idea of her partner remaining unspoken. She would probably be very upset if she heard that her partner was her sister. I really don't know what to do.

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